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Thursday, May 29, 2014

I could a tale unfold - 6

Late that afternoon Ross, was about to shoot Claudius, aka Terrance Bender, aka a royal pain
in the ass who was never satisfied unless his costumes outshone everyone else's
on stage.

"I don't give a
tinker's hoot in hell," the man in question was saying, mixing his
metaphors, "I'm the King, I should have more jewels, more gold, and the
damned jacket is too loose."

"It's a doublet and it
fits the way it's supposed to," Ross retorted, not willing to bow to
Terry's demands. "You're the king and older. You want to show off your
physique go to 'Aunties' or 'The Bloodhound'."

"Well I…"

"If you end that with
'never' you're a damned liar," Ross said caustically while winking at his
crew when Terry turned to check himself in the mirror.

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Born and bred Cleveland, I earned a degree in technical theater, later switched to costuming, and headed to NYC. Finally seeing the futility of trying to become rich and famous in the Big Apple, I joined VISTA (Volunteers in Service to America), ending up in Chicago for three years. Then it was on to Denver where I put down roots and worked as a costume designer until just recently.
I began writing five years ago after joining an on-line fanfic group. Two friends and I then started a group for writers where they may post any story they wish no matter the genre or content. Since then, for the last two years, I’ve been writing for publication. Most, but not all, of my work is m/m, either mildly erotic or purely ‘romantic’, and more often than not it involves a mystery or covert operations.